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Excerpt:

Mark closed his eyes and
inhaled a deep breath, attempting to calm himself before going inside to do his
job. The sweet scent of jasmine hit him and he inhaled again, turning to look
for the source. He hadn’t seen the familiar vine around the entrance, and hedidn’t suspect that he could smell Mrs. Davis from outside unless she’d
suddenly started dousing herself in all sorts of jasmine products.

“Are you the detective?” A
soft voiceat his six startled him. Rarely was someone able to sneak up behind
him.

Mark whipped around to see a
stunning redhead at the end of the stone walkway. She was leaning against the wall as if she’d
been standing there all morning, just waiting until he finished his phone call.

He thought back to hisconversation, wondering if he should be embarrassed about anything he’d said.
“Um…yeah. Mark Waters.” He always gave his entire name, which usually prompted
the other person to do the same. “And you are…” He left his words dangling,
hoping she’d fill in the blank.

“Jay. I volunteer here.”

He should have guessed she was
a librarian by the button-to-the-top white blouse and black skirt, her scarlet
hair clipped high on top of her head. The only thing that was missing was the
glasses. But based on her age—he guessed her to be about twenty-two—sheprobably didn’t need them yet.

Not knowing where the man had
died, he gestured to the front door. “Did you know the deceased?”

She nodded, then released a
soft groan. “He was the sweetest old man. We started playing chess about six
months ago, but sometimes I’d just listen as he talked about his family. Why
would they kill him?”

“That was going to be my next
question.” He took a step toward her, thinking she was a good person to start
his investigation with, but in response, she stepped away. He stopped hisforward momentum, and instead, mirrored her pose, crossing his arms over his
chest. “You said ‘they’? Who’re ‘they’?”

Jay shrugged her shoulders.
“Whoever did this.”

“What was the man’s name?”

“His friends called him Buck.”

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